"You don't scare me kid. Plus this is the weakest Pokemon I got. I got 5 more raring to go. Plus, I can take your Pokemon's puny attacks." The man said smiling, with an evil grin.
Then from in his pocket, a cell phone rang. The man picked it up and exchanged a few words. "You kids are lucky, I'm late for my date. I'll blow this popsicle stand, but next time I see you, you're dead meat." He pointed to Jerad. And with that he jogged away, taking his Machoke with him.
When the man was gone, Jerad rushe'd to his injured Pokemon who lay in the grass by the tree. He returned the Sneasal to his pokeball and faced the others. "I appreciate what you guys did there." He walked towards the nearest one and stuck his hand out for a handshake. "My name is Jerad Stokes."
Then from in his pocket, a cell phone rang. The man picked it up and exchanged a few words. "You kids are lucky, I'm late for my date. I'll blow this popsicle stand, but next time I see you, you're dead meat." He pointed to Jerad. And with that he jogged away, taking his Machoke with him.
When the man was gone, Jerad rushe'd to his injured Pokemon who lay in the grass by the tree. He returned the Sneasal to his pokeball and faced the others. "I appreciate what you guys did there." He walked towards the nearest one and stuck his hand out for a handshake. "My name is Jerad Stokes."